Pet Shop Of Horrors Fan Fiction ❯ Enigma ❯ Smell of Desire ( Chapter 3 )

Enigma 3

Smell of Desire

So, Leon thought as Count D left him alone with the baby as he went about preparing dinner. They would have dinner and they would talk. About? Leon was not sure he could handle all that had been going on lately. But he was damn sure that he wanted to. Why had Count D returned? He said his grandfather thought it best, but why? His grandfather hated humans, not as much as his father had, but…And, Leon thought in a near panic…He had shot D's father. It was no accident…he had done it on purpose.

As if sensing the upset of the person holding him, Chibi-D whimpered in Leon's arms. "Shhh, little guy; its okay," Leon crooned and brought the child close to his chest. D came around the corner and paused. He stood and watched as Leon walked around in a small circle gently rocking the small bundle. Leon looked up and noted D standing there with his hands clasped in front of him. "What are you looking at?"

Count D blushed and looked away. "Dinner is ready, if you would care to follow me." D said quietly. Leon wondered at his strange behavior. If he didn't know any better, he'd say D was nervous. D took Chibi-D away from Leon, careful not to allow them his hands to touch Leon. He laid the baby in it's bassinet that was set up next to his chair at the table. Dinner was a quiet affair; D seemed to study his food intently before he took a bite. Leon plowed through his salad unaware of D's covert watchful gaze.

Leon looked up and frowned, he noted that D had hardly eaten any of his food. The salad was actually good. It had been a while since he had enjoyed a healthy dinner. "So, explanations could start now." Leon said. D startled as if he had forgotten that Leon was in the room. He looked up at Leon and blinked several times. "Why did you come back?" Leon asked bluntly. D almost smiled, such a simple question could only be asked by Leon, and he wished he had a simple answer.

"I have told you, Grandfather thought it would be best." D said grateful to be able to put his fork down. Pretending to eat was not something he was very good at. His appetite seemed unwilling to surface with such a conundrum presented before him. He knew nothing of human emotions; love was a thing that he had never bothered to identify with. Many had chosen to end their lives because he could not understand the deep abiding emotion they claimed burned only for him. He had simply believed that they had lost the battle; he could not save them because he could not understand them. He could never understand them and he could never love them.

Then there was Detective Leon Orcot. Understanding had no bounds where he was concerned. He had angered D, frustrated him and made him feel…D was frightened as he had never been frightened of anything in his entire existence. You gonna tell me why your grandfather returned you?"

"I wish I could explain." D said, the words were not allowing themselves to be said. "He felt that I had some unfinished things to attend to and so, here I am." D did not understand why he was finding it so hard to tell Leon how he felt. With a small defeated sigh he remembered every time D had mentioned, in joking the possibility, of Leon staring with him…Leon would leave as soon as possible. He had always laughed, and yet deep down, the rejection had hurt. He had not realized what the pain was, but now as he looked at Leon, he understood.

Leon was truly baffled; it looked like D was going to cry. Leon stood and walked over to D. He knelt down by D's chair. D looked up startled; he had not realized that Leon had moved. "What ever it is, I'm sure it will be fine." Leon tried to assure D. "I'll even go a full week before I try to arrest you." D wanted to laugh, and yet he was gripped with such a fear of the unknown. He did not know how to love a human. Could never know. He had never felt the way Leon had made him feel, and yet…A tear fell down D's face, followed by another and another in quick succession. Leon panicked; roughly he pulled D into his arms and embraced him.

D's heart decided in that moment to beat three times the normal rate of a rabbit. He had only ever embraced Leon once…to fool a besotted vampire. And even then he had been rejected as soon as they were alone. Leon would never accept his love for D and they would both be miserable. Leon held tight to D, stroking his back. Leon felt the tiny shivers D made; the erratic heartbeat could be felt plainly through the fine silk of D's cheongsam. A soft smell made its way to Leon. At the base of D's neck; the scent was like a field of wild flowers in full bloom.

Leon turned his head towards the smell. He felt a warm heady rush. Leon inhaled deeply and pressed a burning kiss to the pale flesh that so tantalized him. D froze, was that…a kiss…on his neck… Leon's tongue snaked out and traced a fine line along D's neck followed by another kiss. D gasped. It seemed as if his entire body was on fire. But this… Leon blinked and jerked away from Count D. His face flaming he strode back to his end of the dinning room table. "Sometimes I forget that you are not a woman. Sorry about that. Humph," Leon looked away from D. "You smell good."

"Why does it matter if I am a male? Just follow you…" D did not finish, Leon looked at him with a mixture of perplexed anger.

"What do mean, why does it matter?" Leon blustered, "of course it matters, and I'm not gay."

D blinked away a fresh wave of tears. He was right, they would both be miserable, because Leon would never admit to his feelings to himself, let alone anyone else. Oh grandfather, D thought with a sad sigh, what kind of pain have you left me to?

End this chapter.

The chapters will get longer as the tale progresses I promise.